Neurolink System in the Modern World

"Forget about him. He'll turn into a zombie!" another one chimed in. They had watched too many movies about zombies on a train to Bosan to know that a simple bite would turn someone into one.

His words made everyone realize that it was getting more dangerous, so they all turned away to escape.

At this point, they all thought that Dong was done for. Helping him would just endanger everyone.

What if he suddenly bit them? Besides, Dong was not the most likable guy to begin with, so leaving him behind weighed lightly on their consciences.

"Help me! Don't leave me here! Fuckers" Dong shouted, but even his girlfriend had already run away. In fact, she was even faster than the others, not having a second thought about leaving him.

"Bitch!" He screamed in frustration.

But it was no use; none of them turned back to help him.

CLICK!.. CLICK!..CLICK.!

Jaji's corpse started making the clicking sounds again. He didn't attack Dong immediately but simply observed him with his blank and creepy eyes.

Dong took a step back and tried to run away, but the moment he did that, Jaji's corpse suddenly went into a frenzy.

"EEEEEEEEKK!!!!" It suddenly screamed like a maniac and pounced on him.

"You think I'll just die! " Dong finally snapped and decided to confront Jaji. He was still strong despite his wound, so he doubted that he couldn't defend himself against a slow zombie.

As Jaji got close, Dong sidestepped and dodged. Then he raised his legs to kick its side. But before his legs landed, Jaji jumped forward to dodge his kick in an awkward manner.

"What the heck!" He cursed out loud. He was under the impression that zombies only move on instinct, but this one definitely knew how to think.

"I have to run," Dong finally realized that he wasn't dealing with an ordinary zombie, so he decided to run in the same direction as the other group, without looking back.

He was losing a significant amount of blood, but at this point, the adrenaline finally surged through his veins. The effects of the drugs had momentarily dulled his senses, causing a delay in his bodily response.

He continued to run without realizing that Jaji had no intention of pursuing him.

***

"Oh my god ! I'm exhausted ! What's happening on this island? This is too much!" Dong's girlfriend began whining as they distanced themselves from the gruesome scene. They were now on their way to the pier, intending to reach the yacht and escape this nightmare.

"Maybe they put some zombie serum in the water, turning the staff and our friends into zombies?" a man with brown hair speculated. He was the druggie from before .

He was talking nonsense right now , but after seeing the zombie , his words don't seemed to be that absurd at all.

"We need weapons," Dong's girlfriend urged.

"Boys, find some weapons and protect us, girls," she insisted.

The guys in the group didn't like her words, but they knew she was right. They needed weapons fast.

"Hey, is that a gardener's shed?" the druggie pointed out, indicating a shed in the distance. It looked too small to be used for living, so they assumed it was a gardener's shed.

Realizing that it might contains weapons , they immediately run towards it .

"It's lock!" They exclaimed.

"Get out of the way!" The druggie screamed and kick the door .

BAM!

"Ouch, ouch, ouch," he winced in pain after realizing that the door was stronger than he thought.

CLICK .

"Oh, it opens the other way," Dong's girlfriend said after realizing they were too anxious and hadn't checked the door carefully.

'Bitch' The druggie cursed inwardly but remained silent, not wanting to look like a loser.

As they opened the shed, they used their phone flashlights to illuminate the place.

"Look..Look.. Shovels!" Dong's girlfriend shouted with excitement as she saw a variety of equipment in the shed.

There were shovels, rakes, pitchforks, a chainsaw, hedge trimmers, and even a wheelbarrow. The tools were scattered around, creating a chaotic sight as their flashlight beams danced across the metallic and wooden surfaces.

"I'll take the sledgehammer !"

"I'll take the shovel!"

"I'll take the pitchfork!"

In a frenzy, each of them snatched up a weapon. The men urgently grabbed shovels, axes, and sledgehammer, while the druggie hastily seized the chainsaw. Their actions were filled with urgency and anxiety.

Dong's girlfriend, on the other hand, opted for a weapon more suitable for her status – a hoe.

"Let's get out of here," The druggie spoke up after everyone got a weapon.

"Guys, this place is an island, so even if a zombie outbreak occurs, there won't be a lot of them. We just need to kill all the zombies we see!" The druggie spoke up, taking on the role of a leader.

"Alright," Everyone answered in unison.

STEP !STEP! STEP

Before they could even move, they heard steps approaching them. It was dark, so they couldn't see who it was.

"Stay close together. Don't split up; we don't want to get separated," the druggie commanded.

The footsteps drew nearer, and soon they could discern the imposing silhouette of a man slowly approaching them.

"Babe!" Dong's girlfriend screamed with a trembling voice as she saw her boyfriend. His face was pale, his teeth were bleeding, and he had a vacant look in his eyes.It was evident to everyone that he was no longer the Dong they once knew.

"EEEEEEKK!" Dong suddenly screamed in an incoherent manner and dashed towards them.

"Attack him! We have weapons. We can take that zombie down!" The druggie jolted everyone from their senses. The two men who were holding shovels and sledgehammers went up front.

"Die!" They went into an offensive position and swung their weapons.

BAM!

The shovel hit the zombie's face directly, making it kneel on the ground.

"Die, you fucker!" The one holding the sledgehammer raised his weapon and banged it on the zombie's head repeatedly, as if he was playing whack-a-mole.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

"Please, No...!"

BAM!

BAM!

The zombie's head finally became deformed after being hit by the sledgehammer repeatedly.

"Did he just say, ' please, no'?" Dong's girlfriend asked with shaking voice.

"It was just your imagination. How can a zombie talk?" the druggie answered.